“Alone—but how do you know who's watching the place?”
“Do you think there was reason to be afraid of that?” asked Betty.
Again the girl stamped her foot with angry impatience.
“You're just wastin' time—just foolin' it away—and you ain't got none to spare!”
“You must tell me what I have to fear—I must know more or I shall stay just where I am!”
“Well, then, stay!” The girl turned away, and then as quickly turned back and faced Betty once more. “I reckon he'd kill me if he knew—I reckon I've earned that already—”
“Of whom are you speaking?”
“He'll have you away from here to-night!”
“He?... who?... and what if I refuse to go?”
“Did they ask Charley Norton whether he wanted to live or die?” came the sinister question.